My friend Laura is working on a project where she’s looking at the desks and working spaces of bloggers and she asked if I could shoot her a picture. I did and then I thought, “My God, I could totally post this because I always love to snoop in other people’s offices, and also because it’s a fucking ridiculously easy post and then I could just spend the time I would have spent working on a real post watching When Harry Met Sally instead, because apparently I’m the only person in America who still hasn’t seen it.” And then I agreed with myself. Because I am lazy. And agreeable.
So here is my office.
This is it when we first moved in a few months ago and were still in remodeling hell:
And here it is today:
And that’s it. You’ve now seen the inner-workings of my personal escape hatch. Now I feel very naked. Feel free to join me.*
*In sharing your desk. Not in getting naked with me. I have boundary issues.